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The continuous spark of something more remains.
An expectation of something greater,
a hope of continued joy and peace,
of fulfilling what purpose - big or small -
is mine here on Earth.
I feel the possibilities deep in my soul.
But how to begin,
to execute,
to take flight?
I keep praying.
I keep listening.
Remembering to be grateful.
January 14, 2018
Written by
Carmen Leon
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